Broke To Ride

Broke to Ride
　
“Darlin’, that horse ain’t broke to ride,”
I heard the boss say to her,
She was just a bit short but looked like the sort
That enjoyed the taste of danger.

She sidled on up to the chute
And squinted in for a look,
The eyes she saw were blood red but she just scratched her head
And the boss reached for the gate hook.

Well, she climbed up with her saddle
And slung it across his back,
Cinched him up right, smirked “That’s alright,”
And gave the spotted rump a smack.

She screwed on her hat
And took a deep breath
Sunk down and took a deep seat, we were in for a treat
Just hopefully not sudden death.

That girl raised her arm
And she set them spurs deep,
Gettin’ ready to ride she hollered, “Outside!”
And that bronc hit an angle somethin’ steep.

But this wisp of a girl stuck with ‘em,
Jump for jump she assailed,
He whirled back around and her rowels went to town
As he tried to touch nose to tail.

Us boys sittin’ on the fence
Hooped and hollered with glee,
“Ya think she’s done this before and is evenin’ the score?”
Slim drawled over toward me.

That ‘ol caballo rocked,
She spraddled and fired back,
No use for style but she had a pile
‘Cause she made ’em look like one sorry sack.

The hoss that’d dusted all our britches
Was bein’ rid by some girl!
Never seen the like in all my life, like lickin’ butter off a knife
I swear I heard her holler, “Now you boys take a whirl!”

She folded ‘em up like an empty purse
And we all felt like we’s beef, plumb to the hocks,
She quick him a-buckin’ and heads went to duckin’
‘Cause she’s vaquera to the stocks.

We knew we wasn’t worth a barrel of shucks
When she conquered that old horsehide.
She led him over to the fence and I saw the boss wince
When she said, “Now he’s broke to ride!”